Jean managed a small smile, picking up on the thoughts of her two comrades from behind the thick walls of the kitchen. It was cute...or something. Sinking down in her seat, she lifted the box top and lifted a slice of gooey pizza from inside with a touch of her telekinesis. Plates fluttered around the room, landing easily on the table accompanied by cups and forks, not a single glass cracked or plate shattered in the process.
She knew everyday she was becoming more at ease with her powers, lifting and shifting was no longer such a big strain on her mind...headaches were rare if they ever came and she found her mind easily slipping inside others with less work then before. Part of her was scared of the sudden jump, but if she had control...well was it so bad? Lowering the cheesy slice on to her plate, the telepath finally relaxed in her seat.